Daily Gospel Reflection
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September 7, 2022
Raising his eyes toward his disciples Jesus said:
“Blessed are you who are poor,
for the Kingdom of God is yours.
Blessed are you who are now hungry,
for you will be satisfied.
Blessed are you who are now weeping,
for you will laugh.
Blessed are you when people hate you,
and when they exclude and insult you,
and denounce your name as evil
on account of the Son of Man. Rejoice and leap for joy on that day!
Behold, your reward will be great in heaven.
For their ancestors treated the prophets
in the same way.
But woe to you who are rich,
for you have received your consolation.
But woe to you who are filled now,
for you will be hungry.
Woe to you who laugh now,
for you will grieve and weep.
Woe to you when all speak well of you,
for their ancestors treated the false
prophets in this way.”
“Your mother knew first,” was my grandpa’s response to my mom. She had just told him that my dad was converting to Catholicism after four years of marriage. Grandpa didn’t say, “If only he learned the rules of baseball, he would be the perfect son-in-law!” though he probably thought this later. He didn’t even say, “I have been praying for this moment!” though he certainly had. His instinctive first reaction was to think of heaven and the one he loved who was waiting for him there.
Our loved ones in heaven remind us that our ultimate goal is joining them in eternal union with God. Earthly concerns and ambitions cannot be the sole focus of our lives, and setting our minds on our heavenly summons makes this clear. The beatitudes in today’s gospel reveal that this life’s joys and sorrows are fleeting and will be transformed.
The states of blessing and woe that Jesus speaks of are familiar from an earthly point of view, but we must look beyond worldly wisdom. The priorities of heaven are different from those of earth. We must trust in Jesus and let go of our short-sighted earthly vision, instead looking ahead toward heaven with hope.
Grandpa stayed positive even near the end of his life, always making me laugh when I visited him in the hospital. He now knows firsthand how every hardship on earth becomes utterly transformed in heaven, although, of course, grandma knew first.
She led him to heaven for nearly thirty years by serving as a reminder that every sorrow he faced would be turned to joy when they reunited. A moment after the hospital chaplain told him that his beloved wife was waiting for him in heaven, he left to join her without fear.
Prayer
Loving God, Jesus formed His message in today’s Gospel around Your will and Your kingdom. May the poor, hungry, weeping, abused and those suffering from hate be held in compassion today. May all believers move beyond their fears and wants to be servants of love to those You honor as Your beloved. We ask this through Jesus, Our Brother and Lord. Amen.
Saint of the Day

St. Cloud was the son of French royalty—caught up in political machinations that cost his brothers their lives, he fled the court to spend his life handing on the faith.
Clodoald—or “Cloud” as we know him in English—was the youngest of four grandsons of the great king Clovis, and his grandmother was St. Clotilde. After Clovis died, his kingdom was eventually split among his grandsons, and because they were too young to rule, the country was governed by an uncle.
When Cloud was 8 years old, the ruling uncle fell into a scheme to dispose of these heirs and to assume the kingship for himself. Cloud escaped, but his brothers were killed.
When he matured, Cloud made no claims to the throne, and sought out the life of a hermit. He became a follower of St. Severinus, a hermit who lived near Paris. Later, Cloud moved to Nogent and the place where he settled is now called “Saint-Cloud” (a sister city in Minnesota bears the same name). He spent the rest of his life teaching the faith to people who lived nearby and was sought out for his advice. When it was clear that his attempts at solitude were not working, he followed the wishes of the people and returned to Paris, where he was ordained a priest and led the faithful. St. Cloud died in 560 when he was 36.
St. Cloud, you fled a murderous, political family and found a life of faithfulness and service—pray for us!